It was always smelly. The climate inside her mouth was, I assumed, arid, dank, and passed off as a foreign odour, which was objectionable to the nasal passages. And, she was all mouth: Boastful, mindless chatter and the like.
It is no sin to have bad breath 24/7, but to sow it airborne is just nasty.
Her distinct breath - she knew it very well - was treated callously. No one in her employ was spared, including her sister. I protected myself well whenever she popped by my cubicle.
SHE: 'Jael...' (She exhaled) How is the article coming along?' (Her breath hovered)
ME: 'Crafting it. It should be ready by 5.' (I held my breath)
SHE: 'Okay.' (She inhaled then exhaled slowly) 'So what about the one on X?' (Her breath hovered thickly)
ME: (I cursed: F***, just get-off-the-can) 'Yupitsunderway' (Swift utterance).
SHE: (Looked annoyed and took me around by-my-chair) 'Do you know who took my can of green tea, it was still in the fridge before lunch, or did you take it?'
ME: (A face-off with SHE WHO SHOULD NOT SPEAK) 'Noidea' (Swift and painful utterance).
She took only Pokka Green Tea, not water. Water may had been too bland for her taste but she sure took her breath seriously and almost had everyone swooned at her feet.
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where are you now?? and who is this fragrant person?
Still in my body? YY who? *chuckles*
One wonders if it's the kinder thing to tell her, or not. Depends on a lot of things really - her being the boss is one of them!
I was being Kind, see that's the problem.
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